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Apr 2013
I said too much
I said the truth
I kicked out my crutch
And in caved in the roof

I said what I could not
I said what I should not have said
I tried hard not to, I fought
Yet the words leaked from my mouth, my head

I said obscene things
I said what I've suppressed
I thought it may bring new beginnings,
The things I finally confessed

I said it through choked gasps
I said it through shaking hands
I can't begin to grasp
What I've spoken, where it'll land.

I said it in fear
I said it in despair
I hoped speaking would make things clear
This isn't fair

I said
And you heard.
My secret is no longer locked in my head
Yet my pain is still not cured.

I spoke
You stayed and heard
The walls I put up crumbled and broke
Of nothing I am assured.

I'm done speaking
It hurt too much
The cracks in my heart are creaking
I'm losing my clutch

The memories are fiery and hot
Sinful and rampant, relevant and here
I wish they'd rot
Into a pile of long forgotten fear.

I spoke once
I won't do it again
I'll put up fronts
I'll keep it in until the end.
That feeling after you've said too much and revealed why you're so messed up. Though a relief to finally talk about it, acknowledging it makes it true and real, both of which I wish didn't apply.
M
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